The Loftiness of Man
So once again, as I often do,
I sit and ponder on the loftiness of Man.
Great cities he has built -
Great are the rising condos -
Middle-finger pointing
Structures scraping the serene sky.
Great bridges spanning greater expanses
Deep tunnels through rock
And submarine mass.
Great thundering trains
Or even silently speeding bullet ones.
Great is the power
Of the drills in the earth
Bringing up the essence
To do even greater things!
Lofty, indeed, is Man
Who cares not a whit
For the rape of the land.
So Great is He that
Great plans to relocate ex-Terra are afoot.
But when the golden-egg laying goose
Is raped unto death,
Where lies the Greatness?
How lofty is Man?
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